The Desolate Shrek Academy

The story split into two sides!

While Su Chen was having a great time, Tang San was having a miserable one.

Shrek Academy!

The soul-hunting team, all severely injured and greatly reduced in number, returned to Shrek Academy in utter desolation.

Flender had originally been immersed in the joy of reuniting with Yu Xiaogang.

Whenever he saw Yu Xiaogang's sexy little crew cut, Flender thought of the days when they had roamed the continent together. Back then, there had been Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong as well; the Golden Iron Triangle had shaken the continent.

Although the Liu Erlong he loved liked Yu Xiaogang, he was already happy as long as he could see Liu Erlong every day.

Now that he had reunited with Yu Xiaogang, he had already begun looking forward to the day he would reunite with Liu Erlong.

Even if he had to witness Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong getting back together, as long as Liu Erlong was happy, he was happy.

That was the ultimate cultivation of an ultimate cuckold!

"Holy shit! Old Zhao, how did you get so badly injured? What happened to your right arm? And what are all these burns on your body?"

"Did you encounter a soul beast in the Star Dou Great Forest that you couldn't handle? Where are Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu? Did something happen to the three of them?"

"It's over, it's over, it's over! Ning Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If something happened to her, our Shrek Academy would be finished!"

Zhao Wuji's face was pale and his breathing weak as he flopped onto a chair without strength.

"Ma Hongjun, you tell him!"

Ma Hongjun glanced at Tang San, then recounted in full how Tang San had fought with someone named Su Chen over jealousy, how they had gotten dragged in while standing up for their brother, and how even Zhao Wuji had ultimately been implicated.

Tang San's eyes widened as he rebuked him, "Ma Hongjun, have some conscience when you speak. If you and Dai Mubai hadn't egged things on, it wouldn't have turned out like this. What right do you have to make yourself and Dai Mubai sound so innocent?"

Thinking of Tang San's concealed weapons, Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and muttered, "Weren't we standing up for you? Just what kind of monster did you provoke? Even his Soul Ring configuration was different from ours—yellow, purple, purple, black. My god, was that really a Soul Ring configuration a person could absorb?"

Dai Mubai stood with Ma Hongjun as well. Thinking of the pain Tang San had caused him by stealing his girl, his teeth itched with hatred.

"Tang San, Fatty is right. We were all standing up for you. What do you mean, we egged you on? If we hadn't said anything, would you really not have attacked Su Chen?"

As they spoke, a man with a little crew cut emerged from Flender's office. His tone was urgent, and his face looked unusually savage.

"What did you say? Su Chen!"

"Xiao San, tell me this isn't true. What do you mean his Soul Ring configuration is yellow, purple, purple, black? That's impossible, absolutely impossible. There can't possibly be a Soul Ring configuration on the continent that defies common sense like that, not even..."

He wanted to say that not even Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall could achieve a second Millennium Soul Ring and a fourth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Tang San closed his eyes in anguish. Whenever he recalled Su Chen's terrifying Soul Ring configuration, and how he himself had not even lasted a single move against him, he felt so humiliated he could barely breathe.

As the only Tang Sect disciple on Douluo Continent, he bore the heavy responsibility of carrying forward the Tang Sect's ultimate arts across Douluo Continent.

Yet he had actually lost to a native!

"Teacher, I'm very happy to see you, but Ma Hongjun was telling the truth. Su Chen is not only a Soul Ancestor, his Soul Ring configuration is also yellow, purple, purple, black."

"I couldn't even withstand one move from him!"

"Teacher, why? Could the knowledge you taught me have all been wrong? The limit for the first Soul Ring is 423 years, the second is 764 years, the third is 1,700 years, and the fourth is 5,000 years. Su Chen's Soul Ring configuration is completely different from what you taught me!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened as he continuously muttered, "Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar gathered together and looked Yu Xiaogang up and down.

"This guy is Tang San's teacher? His steps are unsteady and his body is weak. He looks incredibly weak. Tang San's methods don't seem like something he taught him!"

"Little crew cut, full beard. I know some brothers from the pleasure houses, and they're really into this type. In their eyes, he's basically a top-tier mature beauty."

"Fuck! That's disgusting. The pleasure houses you visit even have men? Don't tell me you also..."

At that moment, a bout of coughing interrupted the three men's quiet gossip.

With a solemn expression on his shoehorn-shaped face, Flender introduced Yu Xiaogang to everyone.

"Do not be disrespectful. This is Yu Xiaogang, my old friend. He is renowned across the continent and is known as the Grandmaster."

"His wisdom is unmatched on the continent. The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that he created was a work even the Pope of Spirit Hall praised highly after reading it."

"There is nothing in the Soul Master world that he does not know!"

Dai Mubai crossed his arms and swept his evil eyes over Yu Xiaogang. "But right now, he doesn't know why Su Chen has a yellow, purple, purple, black Soul Ring configuration."

Flender frowned as he tried to patch things up. "That must be because of Su Chen himself. Old Zhao, what is Su Chen's background?"

Whenever Zhao Wuji thought of Su Chen, his right arm, which had been burned to ash, began to ache faintly.

"According to that kid Qin Ming, Su Chen is an outstanding student of Heaven Dou Royal Academy. He caught the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's eye and was even personally taught by Poison Douluo at his side."

Unable to find an answer in the books he had read before, Yu Xiaogang finally found a reason to convince himself after hearing that.

"Yes, it must have been Poison Douluo. He must have given Su Chen some forbidden drug, allowing him to absorb Soul Rings beyond the limit!"

"Xiao San, the knowledge I taught you was painstakingly condensed through every possible means. It is the essence of the essence. It absolutely cannot be wrong."

"Other than Su Chen, have you seen anyone else absorb Soul Rings beyond the limit?"

"You have to believe me!"

Yu Xiaogang had stumbled upon the truth like a blind cat finding a dead rat. Su Chen had indeed taken medicine from Poison Douluo.

However, it had not been a forbidden drug, but immortal herbs.

Tang San clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms. Due to the Mysterious Jade Hand, they did not pierce his skin, but he still felt pain.

A Titled Douluo's... tutelage?!

Endless jealousy rose within Tang San.

Why could Su Chen receive the tutelage of a Titled Douluo, while he could only take a Soul Grandmaster like Yu Xiaogang as his teacher?

Back at Nuoding Academy, everyone had liked Su Chen.

Now that they had left Nuoding Academy, everyone still liked Su Chen.

Tang San was going mad with jealousy. He was not the one in the wrong; the world was.

Living in a world that loved Su Chen, every breath Tang San took made him feel suffocated.

He spoke in a bitter voice, "Teacher, even if I believe you, can you give me the same kind of training Su Chen receives?"

"He is already a Soul Ancestor, while I am only a Soul Grandmaster. If I keep progressing this slowly, I will only be trampled beneath his feet forever."